She waited in line with the other serfs. Serfs were bodyslaves trained from schoolwork to giving pleasure to there Masters or Mistresses. They where the first products of the new program, they were trained to complete obedience. If they told to die they would do their vest to commit suicide. They where held slaves not by collars but by belts, everyone knew what the belt meant and knew what the person wearing it was. The belt was used to give pain, the owner of the slave had a small remote that had five buttons on it that's gave varying amounts of pain. The worst was bad enough to make the serfs faint at one shot, the fifth button was made the fifth button was made so that the serf would not be able to faint. None of the serfs remembered anything from before they were captured, they were physically and mentally abused so much that the only thing they knew was obedience. She waited as a sales man used a serf beside her as a demonstration.
Cedric waited with his father watching in disgust and the salesman demonstrated with one of the slaves. Cedric's father was buying him one for his birthday. Cedric didn't want one, he wasn't cruel like his father, and he felt sorry for the serfs. The salesman was finished and people rushed forward to claim one, Cedric wasn't very enthusiastic about it and they where all taken by the time he got there. He didn't care, he turned to go back to his father and he saw the girl, the one that had been beside the demonstration. She had been claimed by Courtney Gripling, he shuddered he felt pity for that slave. He hated Courtney she was cruel even to the less popular people at school. He had an idea, he approached Courtney, she smiled turning to him. "Cedric darling," she called him that for no reason and he hated it "What are you doing here darling, I didn't see you." "Well, I came late." He scratched his neck absently "Wouldn't you want a boy instead of a girl, a boy would be much more useful." She thought about it. For a moment "You're right darling." She shoved the girl towards him; he thanked her coldly and went to find his father.
She wished she could have stayed with the girl even though she seemed mean; she was terrified at having a man for her master. She had been trained to endure and help their pleasures. Her new master was guiding her through the crowd with a hand on her lower back; she wondered what she should do with the controller.
Cedric went to his father's car where he found him smoking. His father swaggered forward snatching the controller from the girl's hand. "You found one Cedric, not a bad looking wench either, lets tester out. A meaty finger went for a button, but Cedric didn't want to use it on her. He took it from his father "Not now, I'm tired, lets go." He opened the back door and gently pushed her in. Cedric went around to the others side up front and waited for his father to get in. It was about a two-minute drive to the house; he didn't say a word as his father talked about himself and how Cedric was going to grow up exactly like him. Cedric glanced back at the girl, she looked about his age, she was pretty he though, but she looked so innocent sitting there, her hands in her lap staring at the floor with her big green eyes. They got to the house, his father had said he would drop them off but had some business to do. Cedric got out and was about to go around to get her out when he heard his father do it for him. Cedric's father twisted around in his seat and struck the girl across her face. Hard. "Well, get out, wench, Cedric doesn't have to open the door for a whore like you, get out!" She tried but Cedric's father had locked the door, he hit her hard again. "Get out wench!" He laughed and turned back around, unlocking the door. The girl got out in time not to get run over when his father left. Cedric went to her. As much as she wanted back away she was obedient to her master and stood still. She couldn't help it however when he raised his hand, she shrunk away from him, preparing her self to get struck.
Cedric raised his hand and saw her shrink away in fear. "It's alright, I won't hurt you." He took her chin in his strong hand. He felt her shudder as he stroked his thumb down her now red-marked cheek. He lifted her head taking her green eyes up into his gray ones. The only thing he saw in her eyes was pain, fear and pleading, he released her. With a hand on her back he led her through the house and into his room. He set the controller on his bed stand and flopped down on his bed. He looked at the girl; suddenly she went to her knees, her eyes on the floor. He sighed and sat up, what had he gotten himself into? He looked at the girl; she wasn't just pretty she was beautiful. He wondered what he was going to do with her. "Stand up." She did still looking at the floor, he was having a hard time getting her to look up, "Look at me." Fearfully she looked at him.
She stood as his eyes took in her figure. She wondered what he had in store for her. She hoped that he wasn't like the men that she was trained with, they where monsters.
Cedric realized she had a very nice figure. He looked back up to her eyes; she was obediently keeping her gaze up. "What's your name?" "I haven't got a name master." He scowled "How where you told apart from every one else?" "We always knew who they were talking to, master, there was no need for a name. My name is for you to decide." Cedric thought for a moment, he wasn't very good at naming, she might as well have a decent name. He looked at her for a moment. "Sit down somewhere." "Where would you like me to sit, master?" "Any where, on the couch, sit on the couch." "Yes, master." She sat on the couch and waited for his next command. He brought a chair up close in front of her, He knees spread like all men when they sat. He lifted her chin, "Sasha, you look like a Sasha, you like that name?" "You are very kind, master, to give me such a beautiful name." He raised his eyes brows at her and released her, "Is that a yes then?" "Yes, master." "Good." He pushed his chair back, putting it back at his desk. He picked up the phone and pressed a button on the speed dial. He dug in a drawer for a piece of paper. He spotted a pen on the opposite side of the couch. "Hand that to me will you?" She handed it to him. Sasha could hear the person on the other line pick up the phone, "Hello?" "Russell?" "Cedric, hey happy birthday." "Russ, you did tell any one did you?" Russell laughed "They're your friends Cedric, they already knew." "Ok, Russell, give me the number to those plugs you wanted, I'm going to town and I know a few strings to pull." Russell laughed again "Wait a sec, Cedric, I'm supposed to get you something remember? You sick?" "No, what's the number?" Russell rattled off the number as Cedric copied it down. "So what did your old man to for ya?" Russell tone now cheerful "Get you anything?" Cedric looked at Sasha "Oh yeah, he got me something. Tell you what, I'll meet you at the store, we need to talk." They said bye and hung up. Cedric stuffed the paper in his pocket along with a cellular phone that he had taken from the drawer. He addressed Sasha "You stay there, if anyone calls tell them to call me on my cell, ok?" she nodded meekly "And don't tell anyone who you are just hang up." She nodded again. He left.